<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31342653</id><updated>2012-01-29T17:31:55.664+08:00</updated><category term='MN'/><category term='Merisik'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>bLuDaa</title><subtitle type='html'>The One That Was Named After A Kueh</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bludaa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31342653/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bludaa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bLuDaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10551204886313137876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TATRKGJFAL0/R1ePP8n8OCI/AAAAAAAAABw/kbY1n__JVfs/S220/blackcat.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31342653.post-8772360048640256490</id><published>2012-01-29T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T17:31:55.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying</title><content type='html'>Hi. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am, trying to write again after of what I could define as months of trials and tribulations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last year was a very trying time for me and it caused me to sink down low into the state of hopelessness and despair.  It was hard for me to wake up everyday and knowing that things would never be the same again. If only I could turn back time and fix everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During those times, I couldn't find the strength and courage to come here, to visit my own personal blog because it reminds me of all the dreams and plans that I had, before it got crushed into bits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Until recently, I finally managed to pull myself together and come to terms with what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's hope for a better 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31342653-8772360048640256490?l=bludaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bludaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8772360048640256490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31342653&amp;postID=8772360048640256490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31342653/posts/default/8772360048640256490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31342653/posts/default/8772360048640256490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bludaa.blogspot.com/2012/01/trying.html' title='Trying'/><author><name>bLuDaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10551204886313137876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TATRKGJFAL0/R1ePP8n8OCI/AAAAAAAAABw/kbY1n__JVfs/S220/blackcat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31342653.post-2524340503730228008</id><published>2011-07-01T19:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T20:17:15.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Batang Aiskrim Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In my Year 1 class, there is one mischievous Indian boy whose only life goal at the  present is to come to school and play all day long, only to take few minutes break to pee and get back to his play afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He always moves around and never sit still. NEVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, during my lesson, I caught him in a middle of popsicle sticks game with his friends. The kind of game where you slap your hands on the surface of anything flat (desk, floor) that caused the sticks to be lifted out because of the blow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sure enough, I confiscated his popsicle sticks despite of him begging me not to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Which caused nothing but trouble to me later, because he kept coming back to me and asking for my sympathy to hand back his beloved popsicle sticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wearing a taubat nasuha face, he pleads, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; " Teacher, please give me back my batang... "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I tried my hard not to faint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31342653-2524340503730228008?l=bludaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bludaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2524340503730228008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31342653&amp;postID=2524340503730228008&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31342653/posts/default/2524340503730228008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31342653/posts/default/2524340503730228008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bludaa.blogspot.com/2011/07/batang-aiskrim-boy.html' title='Batang Aiskrim Boy'/><author><name>bLuDaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10551204886313137876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TATRKGJFAL0/R1ePP8n8OCI/AAAAAAAAABw/kbY1n__JVfs/S220/blackcat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31342653.post-3707880116737137072</id><published>2011-06-29T21:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T20:11:45.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merisik'/><title type='text'>Cincin Risik</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gL_sF1lWSfk/Tgkk5Lx-pAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ObNp6sEp4I8/s1600/DSC01576.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gL_sF1lWSfk/Tgkk5Lx-pAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ObNp6sEp4I8/s400/DSC01576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623066174582334466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At last, my very own cincin risik :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my attire of the merisik day as the background&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, so now i'm confused again, which is the correct term to use : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;merisik or meminang?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(*scratching head*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31342653-3707880116737137072?l=bludaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bludaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3707880116737137072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31342653&amp;postID=3707880116737137072&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31342653/posts/default/3707880116737137072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31342653/posts/default/3707880116737137072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bludaa.blogspot.com/2011/06/cincin-risik.html' title='Cincin Risik'/><author><name>bLuDaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10551204886313137876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TATRKGJFAL0/R1ePP8n8OCI/AAAAAAAAABw/kbY1n__JVfs/S220/blackcat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gL_sF1lWSfk/Tgkk5Lx-pAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ObNp6sEp4I8/s72-c/DSC01576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31342653.post-2774202880646510260</id><published>2011-06-28T11:33:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T20:12:03.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merisik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MN'/><title type='text'>Welcome Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Salam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm back after 3 years of living my life without a personal blog. (3 years already?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lot of things happened in the mean time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went back to school for a year, purchased my own first (2nd hand) car, secured a job as a teacher (never in my life I envisioned myself becoming a teacher but somehow I've come to love it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the most important thing is i'm still together and madly in love with my boyfriend of 7 years, MN. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just when I thought things couldn't get any better than this, my FPIL decided to send a rombongan (just the two of them actually) to merisik (or was it meminang ?) me on last 3 weeks, during the school's mid term holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From that moment on, I knew they had woken up the bridezilla in me. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, it is so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The thing is, my dear MN is not in his healthiest condition at the moment. He had been in an unfortunate accident which took place 2 months back. There are still lots of things/procedures need to be done but i could see that he's recovering pretty fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He may or may not notice it yet, but my dear MN is one tough guy. Life has thrown him just about anything, and each time, he would still be able to get up and face all these difficulties. I'm so proud of him and please get well soon sayang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For that reason, both of our parents haven't decided the date of our engagement yet let alone our wedding date. Even I myself agree with it as I always picture our engagement day with the presence of both of us. I want him to be there with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't want to take this as an excuse to not to start off my engagement and wedding preps. Now that the bridezilla mode is on, I'm all fired up to get myself busy with all the preps. Let us hope that I'm not gonna be hangat-hangat tahi ayam on this (remember 3 years?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, where do i start? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(*scratching head*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31342653-2774202880646510260?l=bludaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bludaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2774202880646510260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31342653&amp;postID=2774202880646510260&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31342653/posts/default/2774202880646510260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31342653/posts/default/2774202880646510260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bludaa.blogspot.com/2011/06/salam.html' title='Welcome Back'/><author><name>bLuDaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10551204886313137876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TATRKGJFAL0/R1ePP8n8OCI/AAAAAAAAABw/kbY1n__JVfs/S220/blackcat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
